Dear Reader –
Sorry for the lack of posting lately! Life happens. But it is with great triumph I return with yet another published work of fiction! My short story “King of the Butterflies” is out now in the May 2017 edition of FrostFire Worlds magazine. (more…)
Summer is coming. One of the great joys of life is to sit on the porch on a warm summer evening with a beer, and hopefully, someone else with whom to have wonderful conversation. (more…)
Lent is my favorite season of the church year. I love and appreciate the introspection, the consideration of our own mortality and sin, and the reminder of the Lord’s sacrifice. It’s always moving for me, and in a church year that is otherwise full of celebration and rejoicing, Lent feels like a quiet moment of pause. (more…)
Warning! This post contains discussions of politics, foreign policy, and international relations. It has zero photos or mentions of cute babies. Bail out now!
Yesterday, President Trump announced that the US fired 59 Tomahawk cruise missiles against the Shayrat Air Force Base in Syria, marking the first military action taken directly by the United States against Syrian forces in the course of the six-year long civil war. Trump alleges that Shayrat AFB was the origin for the chemical weapons attack that killed 72 people in Khan Shaykhun, a rebel-held town in Syria’s northwestern Idlib province.
I have many questions. (more…)
Of all the places we visited in Italy, I miss Florence the most. I would move there, should Alicia and I ever become wealthy and decide the fashionable ex-pat lifestyle is for us. I found the city less touristy than either Rome or Venice (though certainly still packed full of tourists), and with far more to see and do than smaller places like Assisi or Siena. Plus, we had the best food and wine on the entire trip in “Firenze.” (more…)
After Our First Hotel Stay With a Four Month Old:
“Sleep is what other people get when they take vacations.”
Spring is in the air: the trees are budding, weeds have executed their annual hostile takeover of my yard, and my daughter just turned four months old. It’s a wonderful time.
Now that I’ve been a full-time father flying solo for about six weeks, I thought it would be interesting to give you a glimpse at my average weekday.*
I am a huge fan of The Simpsons. In honor of their renewal through the 30th season, below is my own definitive list of the all-time greatest episodes ever produced.
Warning! If you’re one of those people who (A) never really watched the show, (B) have only watched the last 10-15 seasons, or (C) judgmentally claim that it’s “crass” or “cartoons can’t be great television” then you should probably stop reading right now. There are posts with cute pictures of babies further down; that might be more your thing.
- Her hand
- Her bib or whatever clothes she happens to be wearing
- Dad’s hand
- Any toys within reach
Not a food group, and therefore not welcome in her mouth: Pacifier.
On the night table beside my daughter’s crib we have a book of children’s Bible stories. I started reading to her during and after her feedings. The book begins – just as the real Good Book does – with “In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth.”
My daughter was just a few days old at the time I started reading to her. Even if she could have understood what I said, she would have no context for who or what “God” is. I eventually went on undeterred (after all, comprehension isn’t a strong suit among five-day-old kids), but it got me thinking:
How do you explain a concept like “God” to someone for the first time?